In the middle of the display, Xavier's hand slowly left Asher's and slid securely around his waist, pulling him flush against his side with those strong arms wrapped possessively around him.
At that moment, Xavier was well aware that Asher's scent wasn't as strong as it usually was. The only way he could catch that faint biting citrus scent was by leaning much closer, and somehow that made it even better.
"I see you applied the vial as I instructed…" Xavier whispered into Asher's ear, his teeth grazing the soft flesh lightly, making Asher shiver instantly.
Asher, whose body was still trying to recover from everything that had happened in the hall, was snapped back to reality. He nodded quickly, his breath hitching.
The guests who caught Xavier whispering into Asher's ear and biting it could only hide their flushed faces, completely flustered by their lord's shameless behavior.
